June 23, 2016
Thursday 23 June. Day 7: Tetovo to Gostivar
This morning we were on the road by 5.45am (but given that it was already pretty hot by 7.30am, we decided that tomorrow needed to be even earlier!). Our route took us first south through the town onto the old road. This time it was not adjacent to the new road. The day before, I had multiple times heard trucks and thought they were barrelling down too fast behind me, certain to kill me, only to realise that they were in fact on the other road!
Even at 6am, things were strangely alive. We met several groups of boys/young men out on their bicycles in normal clothes, seemingly coming back from somewhere? I assumed it was something to do with Ramadan and being up early to eat/pray? But they looked as confused by our presence as we were by theirs.
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The road to Gostivar passed through 6 or 7 small towns, with a strip of habitation the whole way along. We saw lots of cool stuff. Men and women on old pony traps. A small truck with a stainless steel tank in the back, collecting fresh milk out from pails brought out of the front of the houses by old men. We could smell the cows but never saw many. Small fields, agricultural buildings and vegetable gardens could just be seen behind many of the houses along the road. There were also many mosques and Muslim cemeteries; a few dogs and goats by the side of the road, lots of car repair shops and parts yards, empty half-built shops and houses. There was also a car yard specialising the Ford Transit Van. There are a huge number of second hand vehicles in Macedonia, with lots of parts yards dedicated to keeping them on the roads as long as possible. In Skopje I had been very confused by all the commercial vehicles with the branding and decals of German firms – until Malcolm made the connection for me that they were all second hand imports!
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It was pretty quiet. We passed a couple of bakeries on the outskirts of Tetovo, but soon absolutely nothing was open due to Ramadan and the towns were like ghost towns. Hardly anyone was about, except for the occasional person waiting by the side of the road for a minibus to take them to another town for work. Mostly it was only men out and about, except for a couple of women waiting for the bus at one place. The roads were poor and there were many speed humps around the towns to slow people down.
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It was actually a really entertaining ride. Always something to look at.
We arrived in Gostivar and checked into the ‘Hilton’ hotel. Although the branding was vaguely familiar, I assume this was not a ‘real’ Hilton?? No idea. It was a nice place and accepted us checking in a 10am! They had an undercover car park out the back which was excellent bike parking.
We went looking for breakfast, which was not altogether easy in this majority Albanian town. Eventually, we found a combined jazz club and bakery (!) which made a great leek pie (I think called Рамат or ‘ramat’ on the menu) and piroshki (deep fried bread in this case with ham and cheese). It also offered excellent people watching opportunities and coffee.
In the afternoon, we wandered through the town. It was great fun. Lots of people just having their lives.
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Dinner was pizza at the ‘Energy Bar’. Although Gostivar is supposed to be 30% Macedonian, most of the town was Albanian and it was hard to find food whilst still light. This place had food AND alcohol!
Today's ride: 31 km (19 miles)
Total: 108 km (67 miles)
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